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EP.146

The son of Korea, the motherfucker of Joseon, and the illegitimate son of the Sacheondang family.

I had never even heard the sound of Yeo-po in the corner of the room, but suddenly I became the Yeo-po of Miyeonsi, a martial arts family with three fathers. He even chose the third father himself, so he can be said to be the perfect abbot Chosen Lu Bu.

If someone who knows Kang Yun-ho, the Joseon bastard, is watching this, they will say sarcastically, ‘I wish I had two mothers.’

It doesn’t matter because no one can tell the truth anyway.

This is Hubei Province in the central plains, a thousand miles away from Joseon. Whether it’s Joseon’s relatives or Hyang-ah’s relatives, they are all in the underworld.

Attic became a political opponent due to the remarks of the only son of the Sacheondang family.

With a nonchalant movement, I took the Bulmanghwan that was in my hand and put it on my hand. Bulmanghwan was reflecting natural and soft light in its original position, as if it were my wrist.

‘Hwarin. Take care of your facial expressions.’

Hwarin is so surprised that her jaw is about to drop. Hwarin. No matter how believable I say, you must not believe it.

As I was looking at Bulmanghwan for a moment, Uigakju came to his senses from his surprise at the remark of the only son of the Sacheondang family and opened his mouth to me.

“…Did you do everything with intention?”

no. It’s improvisation.

“ha. It was you who made the situation like this. “If you hadn’t said you would cut off my hand hair in the first place, I had no intention of revealing the truth.”

I said, smiling at the footnote as if it were ridiculous.

“Then why did you use Tangga Pungun?”

“I didn’t tell you already. My close friend Dang Hwa-rin. “I wanted to save my close friend, who was born as an illegitimate child in the same family as me and grew up suffering more than me.”

“Just for that reason, the family’s great secret story…”

Okay. okay. Since I changed the settings, I will add a reason.

“Of course, I thought that if I mentioned my father, he would come running. Then, I thought, let’s take a look at the table of the person who my mother praised so much that he was a councilor.”

“How dare this guy attack the head of the family!”

“Unfortunately, there was no such agreement as my mother mentioned, and the guy who threw my mother with a swollen belly on the cold street 20 years ago has come.”

“…Tsk, 20 years ago, your mother’s belly wasn’t that swollen. “I couldn’t tell because I was wearing wide-legged clothes.”

When Uigakju mentioned the incident of abandoning a pregnant woman, he clicked his tongue and protested, as if he was annoyed. Still, he seems to have a conscience.

“Are you finally acknowledging that I am the son of the Tang family?”

Did you admit that Hyang-ah was pregnant 20 years ago?

“If you had purple hair, I would have approved. “But aren’t you a black-haired barbarian?”

In Sacheon Danga, purple hair is used as a measure of how dark the blood of the Dang family is.

Danghwarin is a distant relative from the direct lineage. Even though he is the illegitimate son of the collateral’s illegitimate son and has almost no blood relationship, he has purple hair so he can easily be recognized as a member of the family.

“What should I do if someone with Korean blood is born with black hair? Even though Hwarin is a cousin with a difference of more than a dozen degrees of kinship from my direct lineage, she has purple hair, so she is treated as a member of the same family. Are you going to continue to treat me as a barbarian because I, who inherited the family’s blood, have black hair?”

I lamented that we did not give black hair something that was unnecessarily long, bulky, strong, and tireless, and that it did not give them social recognition or good results.

Thanks to the NTR concept, it’s easy to expand logic like this, which is nice.

“Can you believe this situation right now?”

I don’t believe it. How can I believe it? But what can I do? I have all the evidence and information that I am the son of the head of the party.

I opened my mouth with a smile like a tiger cub that had been stalking its prey for a long time.

“All this evidence points to me, so what can I do? Of course, it breaks my heart that my half-brother is sick. But doesn’t that mean you have to take me now?”

In Hyang-ah’s diary, it was written that the two shared their first time together. Hyang-ah’s son would have been the first son of the Tang family.

“Now that I see it, it wasn’t the wrist that had to be cut off, but the cunning tongue like Sagal. “How dare you call Lord Soga of the Great Four Heavenly Tang Family your younger brother when you are, at best, an illegitimate child?”

that’s right. It’s a world of bro-maximum, where even Hong Gil-dong cannot call his legitimate brother “brother” or his father “father” and becomes a thief, but an illegitimate child with no rights would be even worse than that.

But…

“That is correct. But the situation is really not funny. In this situation, if I go to the Sichuan Tang family, will the head of the family treat me as an illegitimate child or as the eldest son and only child of the great Sichuan Tang family? I’m really curious. “Aren’t you curious about Uigakju?”

I spoke like a tiger cub that had been waiting for its prey to get tired for a long time and now bit its neck.

“….”

Uigakju’s complexion darkened for a moment. okay. You’re not sure either, right?

“Secret history of the Tang family? Dangga Pungun? As the note said, I will take care of everything. Go tell them I wrote it all. I guess I should take a look at the man who is my father. So now, take me with you.”

I answered the statuette in a confident manner without erasing my smile, but he remained silent with a dark complexion.

———-

“Give me your imperishable gift.”

These were the words Uigakju spoke after a moment of silence.

“Why am I putting this out there?”

“If you hand over the impending death, I will do my best to clear up this incident.”

really? Then it’s good for me. I’m glad I didn’t have to backtrack.

“And if I don’t take care of it, someone will come to harvest my wrist.”

But it doesn’t work.

“…I will do my best.”

Uigakju hesitated a little before answering, as if my guess was correct.

“There is nothing as meaningless as the best without consequences.”

“Even if something like that happens, I will repay you in my name. “I will make sure you don’t have to worry about making a living for the rest of your life.”

“haha. Really? “I have a lot of debt running this Daseo-gak.”

I said, snorting like a landlord appreciating some fascinating bullshit.

“We can provide money to buy one or two buildings like this.”

and. Is it possible to have that much flex if the position is about the size of the Ui-gakju column?

“haha. “With that amount, I could really live my whole life without worrying about money.”

“Are you giving it away?”

“But the math isn’t right.”

“Are you saying the price of one wrist isn’t enough?”

The wrist is not for sale. Not that one. The others are too expensive.

I raised my wrist, showed it to the prop, and opened my mouth.

“ha ha ha. Of course not. This Bulmanghwan is Sacheondangga. “How can you get over the four thousand danga?”

In theory, it’s a blank check that can be used to file Sacheondangga, but would you hand it over to one or two buildings?

“Inooooom!”

“What is this guy? “What kind of traitorous behavior is this, coveting other people’s property?”

“Footnote! Bring that bastard to hell! “If you resist, I can cut off your wrists.”

If Bulmang-hwan wanted something so badly, he would have drawn the sword himself. As the head of an organization, you keep doing all the hard work.

“yes?”

Prominence, yes? Me? Hearing the puzzled voice, Uigakju glared at him. Now that I think about it, Bugakju stopped me earlier and called me ‘Confucius.’

Unlike Uigakju, he thinks I am an illegitimate child.

If we do this well, FA negotiations will be possible.

‘For the first time in a while, let’s pretend to be Joseon’s badass Kang Yun-ho.’

Transfer negotiations are really gutsy.

“hey. “What is your name?”

I quickly approached the false pillar, who was looking at it with a puzzled expression. Then he asked his name in a cheeky manner.

“What now?”

“Is this guy’s ears clogged? Or are you just pretending not to hear? hey! Can’t you tell right now? I am the eldest son of the Great Four Heavenly Dang Family! to you! “I asked you what your name was!”

I pounded my chest once when I said ‘I’ in an angry voice and pointed to the footnote when I said ‘to you’.

“It’s all a party defeat.”

Bugakju’s voice trembled as if he was embarrassed.

“okay. It’s a party loss. “How old are you?”

“I’m 30 years old.”

It looks like you’ve been hit hard by the world’s flat winds. It dried a lot more than I expected. If you’re Lee Rip’s age, you shouldn’t be swayed by words, but I’ll shake you up a little more.

“okay. 30 year old loser. Listen carefully. It wouldn’t matter if I went to the Tang family and was abandoned as an illegitimate child, but looking at the current situation, I don’t think it will go that way, right? If I become the owner of Sacheondang House in the future, will you last long if you listen to that guy now? Or will it last long if you listen to me, the future owner of Sacheondanga?”

“Footnote! Don’t be fooled by Sagar’s tongue and draw your sword!”

At the sound of the false foot pillar, the false foot pillar looked at me and the false foot pillar in turn.

“It’s a loss. I see you rolling your eyes. hey. “Listen carefully.”

I deliberately brought my face close to the party flag to create a sense of intimidation.

“yes? four!”

“If I cut off my handbranch here, I will take it and go to Sacheondangga. So what happens to you? A party flag that cuts off the hands of the head of the family’s illegitimate son. no! “It will be a party card that cuts off the hands of my only son, right?”

Can you imagine it well? gulp. The party member swallowed his saliva as if he was imagining the exact situation I was saying.

I grinned at the party members who were swallowing their saliva and applauded half-heartedly.

“People will applaud. where? In front of your tombstone. Then I will engrave a special epitaph for you. A warrior who cut off the son of the head of the Sacheondang family. “How about a nice epitaph?”

Dangpae’s pupils contracted rapidly and he quickly shook his head left and right. this guy. I was scared.

“This noooooom!”

“hey. “Your Uigakju eventually pulled out the sword himself.”

“Yunho!”

Hwarin was startled and blocked the space between Uigakju and me. Hwarin is not enough. Transfer negotiations must be completed.

I continued to look at the footnote and opened my mouth.

“It’s a loss. “What is the saying of Sacheondanga?”

“It is ‘Sacheon Tangga never forgets.’”

“okay. I am the person in this world who has inherited the blood of the Sicheondang family the most strongly. I never forget grudges or graces. But… Right now at this moment. The sword you wear at your waist. “What will you make me forget with that knife?”

I waved the wrist holding the Bulmanghwan a few times and then pointed to the pseudopod that had drawn the sword with that hand.

My wrists and footstool.

It’s a party loss. What would you choose with that knife?

Buchaekju’s decision was quick.

—————–

“Lord Uigak! Sojiazhu is already finished!”

“You bastard! “Are you protesting now?”

“What a protest! Rather, we are merely stopping Lord Uigak from engaging in hostile acts. Lord Uigak. It was too late for Lord Soga to receive treatment. The poison will spread throughout his body, and he will soon pass away, and even if he survives, he will be a ruined person!”

“That’s not for you to judge!”

“This is the situation right now! “It is not a situation for the Lord of Uigak to judge!”

Ugh. This transfer window was a success.

The confrontation between the royal pillars and the carved pillars and the Hwarini, the party flag, creates a strange balance and unfolds the world of the three divisions of the Attic, which is not inferior to the world of the three divisions of the world.

The skill of the pseudo-jug may be superior, but in this situation, it may be difficult to kill the pseudo-jug, or you may not be sure whether you should swing the sword yourself.

“The family is already in disarray. “If you take away that boy who claims to be an illegitimate child, the family could be split in two!”

“That is also not a situation for the Lord of Uigak to judge! The only one who can judge that is the head of the Great Four Heavenly Tang Family!”

The two people were continuing to argue, which seemed like it would lead to catastrophe. If you leave it like this, no matter who it is, you might end up bleeding.

That’s troublesome.

Attic triangular system. What will break this sluggish confrontation should be an invasion by barbarians, not a power struggle between the central figures.

一 Clap clap.

“A structure in which current power and future power are in conflict. “It’s really nice to see.”

I clapped my hands and said sarcastically to the footnote.

“INOOM!”

“Just finish and come down.”

With an indifferent expression, I passed by the scaffolding and confidently walked to the attic door. please. Don’t swing the sword. scared.

Fortunately, Uigakju looked at that with a dumbfounded expression.

“What are your intentions?”

My intention is to want to live.

“If you don’t kill all three of us, the outcome has been decided anyway. If you come down now, I will completely forget what you did in this room. ah! “I don’t forget Sacheondanga, but I especially do.”

The footnotes took my side.

Even if a sword-wielding incident occurs, my story will be told, as long as the statuette does not go down alive. And at that time, even the footnotes will not be able to avoid anger.

In the end, the moment the boss took my side, the situation ended.

“Ugh….”

It’s good that you understand quickly as a middle-aged detective. I opened the attic door and looked back.

“We lose!”

“yes? four!”

“I remembered you. “You get 10 extra points.”

I put my finger to my eyelid and pointed to the party flag.

“Haha! thank you!”

Dangpae laughed at that sight and came to my side like Hwarin, ignoring the false footnote.

Uigakju looked at that as if he were indignant.

“Now that everything is sorted out, let’s go down!”

As if I were their representative, I took the lead and was the first to step up the stairs to the attic.

‘It took a while, but I can’t turn back now.’

Kang Yun-ho, the illegitimate son of the head of the Sacheondang family. Now, no matter what happens, I have to act like an illegitimate child.

“Yunho?”

As I went down the attic and turned around, Hwarin called out to me as if she was embarrassed. I ignored Hwarin’s question and looked behind me.

There, the statuette was coming down with me, looking at me with a disapproving look.

‘Only the footnote owner won’t doubt me.’

Uigak surrounds Daseogak. All of the members of the Royal Guard will also be suspicious of me.

Even if my confident attitude and evidence can convince half of the people, the other half will continue to doubt.

So what should we do?

‘I have to use a method that only I can use.’

A way to remove everyone’s doubts.

Let’s use that method.

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The Barbarian Writer of a Martial Arts Visual Novel

The Barbarian Writer of a Martial Arts Visual Novel

I Became the Villainous Writer In Wuxia Romance, The Barbarian Writer of a Martial Arts Visual Novel, 무협 미연시의 오랑캐 글쟁이
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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2022 Native Language: Korean
It wasn’t even malicious criticism. I just gave feedback in the tone I was asked to. So why the hell did I, the writer who just wanted to help a junior, possess this body of the prospective groom… a villain, who died in the hands of the heroine on their wedding night?

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